User blog comment:Lathagarr Stormgale of Tronn/By Sword and Quill - RPG/@comment-3094815-20160611064645/@comment-26024035-20160707170120

The young shrew seemed to stare at the new arrival for a while, and then he stroked his chin. "Hmph, yew might survive, yew might, wid a run an' a stubbornness like those'n's..." Then he smirked again. "Though th'n again, e'en th' toughest 'n' wisest sorts g't kilt all th' time 'ereabouts! My acorns''re on yew dyin', miss."